#O sounds amazing and I can't wait for the lyrics

[skinzchoerim]

Okay so I guess the instrumental in the first things I can't say lOve teaser was just the intro... I'm disappointed cause I loved the sound and was excited for it to be a full song

[222low]

Could you do where the reader is Recording engineer for Haechan and their dating I thought this would be cute 😭❤️

haechan scenario ❤︎₊ ⊹

you're a recording engineer for haechan, who also happens to be your boyfriend

content: fluff, coworkers + lovers, not proofread (sorry!)

a/n: i didn't know if i wanted to make this coworkers to lovers or just u being haechans s/o...but i chose the latter :3 i rlly liked this req thank u anon!!

the fun part about working with haechan is that you get to go to work with him. you don't have to part ways because of his recording schedules early in the morning, since you have to get up and go with him. sometimes you have to leave earlier than him..and u know how clingy haechan would get. begging u to stay in bed with him, giving u soft kisses, but you would always tell him you had to go set up the studio. you would literally see him in the next hour, he just couldn't bare to see you go.

you loved to see tired haechan walk into the studio. of course it was a sight you were used to, but seeing his face light up when he saw you made you smile.

haechan always tries his hardest to impress you when you're in the studio, especially since you're the one giving him direction on what to do.

loves it when you're praising him on his voice (which is a lot). it helps him do better, so he says. you can always see him blushing when he's staring at you, listening contently, which makes you blush (what a bunch of lovebirds..).

goofing around in the studio happens when you're with haechan...he'll whisper things into the mic to make you laugh, look at you when he's singing romantic lyrics, thinking out loud, saying he wants to dedicate a song to you in the future.

working together also comes with distraction. during his breaks while you have to work on some things, he'll come over and annoy you (lovingly). you tell him to go sit down and rest, but of course he'd much rather be asking you how he sounded, how all your equipment works, give u kisses all of your face, play with your hair.

days with haechan go by quick. he makes sure he does his best, rarely needing second takes for his parts, because he knows your watching him, and would much rather be at home with the way you stare at him everyday than in the studio where he can't be close to you.

you usually have to stay behind a little longer than him after recording is done. on recording days, you both decide on takeout. haechan leaves to pick it up, and by the time he gets back to the studio, you're all finished up.

he makes sure to praise you for all your work too, complementing you on how you make him sound amazing, but of course you tell him that's all him.

going home together is one of the best parts of both of your days, hand in hand, haechan clinging onto you, holding you tightly before you guys head home to enjoy your takeout and cuddle until the next day.

a/n: REQS OPEN! wanted to pop this out really quick...can't believe i'm seeing and hearing this man live THIS WEEEKKK. i can't even put into words how excited i am. i hope i did this prompt justice...i tried putting myself in the shoes of a recording engineer and hopefully it went well...enjoyyyy :3 i have so many drafts waiting for me but i wanted to get to this one. let me know your thoughts!! <3

[mysadblacksoul]

Let's talk about Clancy, eh? (plus the livestream)

So I'm watching the livestream (the vod) and I decided to share my opinions about each songs!

without the first 4 singles

But tbh I think I'm an Overcompensate girly, that before hearing the rest of this album this is my top 1

With Backslide as a close second

Wait why should I increase my volume

Oh that's why

It was a trap

Okay Midwest Indigo, let's go I'm so ready

What an outfit Mr Joseph

Omg it's so bouncy

JIM

JENNA

I love the shouty lyrics

This MV is so goofy what the hell

Okay so it's so happy, so funky I love it!

The drums make want to do a lil dance

Hope the next one won't be sad

Yes Tyler, this song will go so hard live, I agree

And yes, put Josh on the mic!

Routines In The Night everybody

Oh so it's the rap one?

It's much less bouncy, but I can still tap my leg to it so I'm fine

You think that this is like the sister song to Ode To Sleep?

The chorous is so catchy what the hell

Yes! Give me those adlibs!

The dances, the visuals, the face card that never declines

What is he eating for Lord's sake

I can't pay attention to the songs when every time one ends those fools pop up on my screen again lol

"not every video is gonna be lore based" my ass

Wait so Routines is not lore oriented? But I see so many references :((((((

Vingette!

So it's a crowd's favourite? Aight

Oh it sound so nostalgic

More rap? okay, okay

Omg the vocals????

It's so different, like I can't predict where are we going with the beat

The bridge is so out of place but so in place???

What is going on

No but I see why they like it, for sure

God I love all the Joshes in the MVs

So Jenna's version will have another MV?

Sounds fun!

Oh it's soft version

So this is a fanmade mv for Jenna, how cute

No for real it is emotional, but in the best way possible

This version is filled with so much love, I can't even explain

The flashbacks to the young dudes? I might cry too

Yeah I se the vision. Like The Craving does feel more "right" played on the ukulele. It gives it much more emotion!

Now you just bully him lol. Tyler has two hands to hold two ukuleles, this is lore guys

Lavish whoo!

Before we start why the hell is the title of this song the only one written in different font in the lyric sheet in the CD, huh?

O damn man in black, get it I guess

The vocals are so dreamy, so different

Another leg mover

Why all of this songs are so catchy are you putting crack in it or what

It's also very chill so far

I also really like the use of the strings, it makes the song more full!

It kind of sounds like a movie soundtrack? Or is it just the MV that makes it feel this way

The silliest MV so far lmao

And seeing the amount of work that went into it makes it even better

And now Navigating!

I have to stop myself from looking for lore

I'm 3 seconds in, why it already sounds like a bop

This might be my new favourite song from this album

The electric guitar? With the synth? 11/10

The chorous is so amazing, simply

Will the bridge be sad or will he scream

Oh come through with this bass

JOSH ISN'T REAL THEORY WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK ARE WE IN THE FOREST FIC

Where did he go irl lmao

No for real it might be my favourite now, sorry Overcompensate

The Bandito one is the real one, write that down

NO I THINK I JUST GOT IT, THE WHOLE LORE MAKES SO MUCH SENSE NOW

What the hell Tyler, we have such a different taste then

Snap Back let's go!

What is going on

I'm like a second in

Oh no, it's broken

Instead of Snap Back premiere we have the premiere of Next Semester (ukulele version)

I'm not mad at all

Okay, let's go for real this time

Oh it's so dreamy

So this is the MV with head shaving lmao

BACKSLIDE, I heard that everyone

The drums are really shining on that song

And I love the contrast between low tone verses and more melodic, high alibs in chorous

The bridge seems sad I fear

Or are we picking up the tempo?

Nah we are putting more adlibs now!

Even better

Oldies station better be nostalgic

And quick question before we start, what the hell did you do to Josh?

Is this ballad?

Soft, fun and with funky vocals!

The lyrics are so beautiful, god

Omg Josh lmao

What a contrast to the song lol

Oh we are switching

I don't know how to justify it, but it feels like such a twenty one pilots song

Like it just makes sense for them to make it

I really like it

Honestly At The Risk Of Feeling Dumb sounds silly from the start

So is the MV

I really like the rollercoaster of the vocals. They are kind of all over the place, but still makes a lot of sense

It's the beat drop on the "drop"

Oh rap some more sure!

Why does he want to fight in every MV

Very fun, very chill and then you have the post chorous that are hard hitting

Love the contrast

Am I crazy or did they use kalimba in the end? I might be wrong tho

That's so sad that we are already finishing

One last track

Paladin Strait whoo!

I'm afraid that this one will be the sad one

The tears producer

The heart clencher

The ukulele strikes back

Love those low vocals

It's a song to sway this time

The drums strikes back

I don't know why it kind of sounds like the end of the western movie. Like after the good ending the cowboy is walking towards the sun, you see my vision?

This song is full of hope, so amazing

God the lyrics sounds like Clancy is finaly free

I might cry

It sounds like good ending to the trilogy

So it feels like a scam

It's too good to be true

But I don't know, maybe after all the ending of this story is good for all of us

What, is the silence in the official audio or is it just the end of the livestream

NO WAIT THERE IS MORE

no

wait guys no

FPE?????

WHO THE HELL

IS IT BLURRY

WHAT THE HELL

Now I need the MV to see what the hell is going on

The End

Nah, I'm not leaving you like this

I still think that Navigating is my fav from the new songs

But I'm gonna go listen to the album some more and then decide for sure

It's a good mix of everything, very twenty one pilots style

I just wished for more rage and screaming, but we need to be calm sometimes, I get it

There isn't a song that I don't like, that's for sure

So yeah! This are my feelings, thoughts (and prayers)

Give me your favourite song in the comments!

[wolfpants]

dronarry fest fic claim: trillium

trillum | E | 13.4k

It’s a typical Friday night.

They’re in their usual Diagon haunt, getting slowly tipsy on craft beer, eating artisanal crisps, talking shite. Normal.

Ron sucks cheese and onion dust from his fingers and stares at the new gold hoop in Harry’s right earlobe as Harry waxes lyrical over some Muggle record Ron’s never heard of when in barges Draco, thirty minutes late, dragging in armfuls of heavy canvas bags bulging with paperwork. 

Draco shoves them beneath the table, knocking carelessly against Ron’s ankles, and when he stands, he blows his pale fringe from his forehead, places his hands on his hips, and announces, “I just quit my job.”

He picks up Ron’s pint and downs the last half, one hand curled over Ron’s shoulder for balance, his thumb warm where it presses against the skin of Ron’s throat.

Murmurs erupt. Questions are posed.

“Good for you, mate,” Ron says, but instead of listening to Draco talk about how good it feels to finally be free from the cruel and tedious clutches of Magical Maintenance, Ron watches Harry instead, trying to read the subtle shifts in his expression. 

The ‘o’ of his mouth. The furrow of his brow. The way his fingers twitch against his glass.

And then, Harry asks it. The question that gives him away—or, rather, the question that gives him away to Ron:

“What are you going to do now?”

He sounds far too curious and incredulous for his own good. He might as well have asked, why didn’t you talk to me about this first?

Ron’s not sure anyone else knows what’s going on, but he’s no fool. It’s all in plain sight, if one looks hard enough (and Ron always does): the sneaking glances, the hand brushes that linger far longer than a hand brush ought to, the tender shoulder touches. The way they’ve both been carrying the same shagged-out glow for weeks.

They’re fucking. Ron’s certain.

🌺🍃🏰🌳

The one where Harry owns a gardening business, Draco is an aspiring National Trust property owner, and Ron is far too invested in the fit of Draco’s lovely clothes and the smell of Harry’s hair. But he doesn’t fancy them or anything like that.

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So excited to be revealing myself! As if you ever had to guess 😅 Thank you to my wonderful betas @getawayfox @thehoneybeet, to Lilith for the amazing super sexy prompt, to my fellow @dronarryfest mods! A special thank you to @tackytigerfic too for your kind words of wisdom, thank you for being a wonderful friend who I look up to so much ❤️ And thank you to everyone who has read this fluffy, whimsical little ditty so far! Your comments are incredible and I can't wait to reply to them all! 💖

read trillium on ao3

[okayeojin]

loona reaction to their s/o producing their songs

💌 :: fluff :: [gender neutral]

♡ :: heejin

she would spend hours at your studio, poking her head inside to ask "can i come in?"

squeaking happily when you of course allow her

she'd be so hyper and optimistic that she could help you any way you wanted, but she underestimated how much of a workaholic you were

she is so into every part of the process at the beginning, but then starts taking more and more breaks

would probably end up on the couch of your studio, writing some lyrics on her own, with the intention of showing them to you later

she would probably fall asleep on it like a puppy, and when you woke her up around 3am because you were leaving the studio and couldn't of course lock her in, she would complain for no reason

"why didn't you wake me up?? i could've helped!"

she's adorable. so you kiss her forehead and promise her she'd help you the next day

after the song got released she’d talk about it so much with her fans, “doesn’t it sound super cool? amazing people worked on this song! it’s great, right?”

♡ :: hyunjin

never enters your studio without something to eat or drink

would mostly keep to herself and watch you from afar

even snapping some pictures at your focused self in front of the computer screen, thinking you looked so hot

definitely gives her opinion whenever you asked her, unsure about a specific part or sound

she acts so cocky whenever you praise her for one of her inputs, thanking her for her genius ideas

"i knew you'd need me, y/n, that's why you got the best girlfriend in the world", finger guns pointing at you, making you roll your eyes playfully

so creative, would have so many innovative ideas, including her in the process would be a delight

also writing lyrics! she'd be so happy working together with her dear members and her lovely s/o

gets so proud every time she reads your name at the first place in the credits of their songs TT

♡ :: haseul

would call, text you and even personally show up at your studio 50 times a day to show you some idead she had regarding the lyrics for the new song

"i sent you a text 1 minute and 23 seconds ago and you haven't replied, so im here now"

takes things very very seriously

not only does she want to please her fans and everyone around, but also takes so much pride knowing that she contributed in producing the song

would also assist you in every single recording session, praising every single member before and after recording

a delight to work with

would also cheer you up and remind you to take breaks, kissing your cheeks super often when seeing you so focused on your job

♡ :: yeojin

always has an excuse to visit you at your studio

"oh i have to give something to you- no yeah it's urgent- no! it can't wait til tomorrow! aight i guess im coming over to the studio"

spins in your chair

so excited to be in your company, even if you didn't speak much because she understood you were busy of course, but simply being there would make her happy

having such a young talented s/o would fill her heart with pure joy

asks you if you needed anything, "i'm grabbing something to drink at the cafe down the street, you want anything?"

no but literally the proudest gf

brags about you to her school friends

"our songs are so good thanks to you, wow can you believe it" and despite you telling her that the girls themselves played a huge part in making the song unique, she would still insist

"YES BUT YOU ARE THE GENIUS"

♡ :: vivi

sits silently by your side. so silently that you might start thinking she may not feel well

constantly scared that the minimum noise is gonna distract you, therefore she is mortified whenever she sneezes even

you laugh at her "you know you can breathe, right?", "also you never bother me" reassuring her that she could of course move around and make some small talk

make her sit on your lap, i beg of you

she would love feeling so close to you, probably even falls asleep for a tiny bit, immediately apologizing as soon as she wakes up

would most likely enter your work space with the only intention of being in your company and acting like a safe place for you whenever you felt frustrated

she's there for hugs and words of encouragement, and she would give you so many TT

♡ :: kim lip

teach her!!!

she'd always be there when you were recording the members' parts, giving some advices and such

wouldn't be arrogant acting as if she knew how to do your own job better than you of course, but would constantly be so eager to lend you a helping hand

which you gladly accept every time

gives interesting input and always has something to say

compliments her genius s/o a lot of course, but would also suggest some minor changes from time to time, like "i think the fans would like it if-" or "what if we tried singing this part like this instead?"

idk she is a girlboss let her do what she needs to do

genuinely enjoys every single step of the music production process, so in awe at what you could do

♡ :: jinsoul

would also be 100% fascinated by your job

is mainly interested in the lyrics writing part, and constantly shyly suggests her own lyrics, hoping you'd take them into consideration, at least

i feel like she's very serious and professional whenever she enters your studio

even if you asked her "wanna sit on my lap while i work?" or even "wanna take a break?" she'd be like

"oh you think this is enough? maybe we should work more on this part"

it almost seems like she's more immersed in your own job than you, which couldn't make you any happier to be honest

you'd never see her more concentrated than when she sits next to you and starts putting down some lyrics ideas, or when she carefully listen to a snippet of the song you had just worked on

or when she puts her headphones on in the recording room and starts passionately singing

♡ :: choerry

omg so proud of her s/o

always hypes up every single thing you suggest, even if it's the smallest sample, shes like "omg sounds so good"

it's lowkey useless to ask for her honest opinion on anything, because she eats up whatever you have to offer, praising you to no end

lowkey makes you shy even if you've been in the industry for so long

gives kisses and hugs to you if she thinks youve been working for too long, she's super worried about your sleep schedule and mental + physical health ):

loves especially when it gets to the recording portion of the process and she can listen to her members sing

listens in awe to every single advice you give out, making a thousand mental notes as to not disappoint you and make you proud when it got to her turn

lives for your praises )): whenever you compliment her, she'd shriek in the recording room

♡ :: yves

would definitely keep you company at your studio

she'd be inspired by your music and would start thinking about dance moves on the spot

deadass

tells you "oh that sounds good" so much that she starts sounding like a broken record, making you giggle

even if you didn't ask for her opinion, she would intervene to tell you how much of a good work you were doing

would ask you for your permission to submit lyrics, and you'd be like "you dont even have to ask!!"

she'd be more than happy to help you, and would feel so accomplished whenever you complimented her on her ideas

♡ :: chuu

this cutie

she is so excited and proud about anything you do, really

but imagine her performing the song you produced

she wouldnt stop thinking about it, and would keep smiling just at the thought of her talented s/o spending time producing something so good for her and her group. even if it was an hardcore song or whatever. still smiling cutely the whole time

would constantly be singing along or humming to her album's b-sides if you took part in writing those too

if she ever went to an interview and they asked her about her favorite track in the album, 100% she would say the ones you produced

proud gf

has lunch at your studio if you refused to leave because you were too busy. and brings you your lunch as well, of course

would jump around and send you hearts from the recording booth whenever you told her "good job, that part sounded so good", making you blush and the rest of loona laugh at the interaction

♡ :: gowon

definitely sticks around during the whole process and she'd be so silent that you would forget she was there as well sometimes

wouldn't be of the best company because of how quiet she'd be, but still cutely brings you beverages and sends encouraging words and compliments your way

also would be like "i i dont know if this is wrong, but maybe we could do this" etc

shyly suggests minor changes or additions to your work in progess tracks, and responds excitedly whenever you decide to incorporate those suggestions into your work

but still, overall i think she has ideas but is too afraid to suggest them

would also refuse to leave without you, so more often than not she'd fall asleep TT

so excited to be one of the first people who gets to listen to the first drafts or even the whole song once it's ready

♡ :: olivia hye

deadass thinks you look hella cool in your studio, would come in every single day to stay with you

even just to admire you ops but also to hopefully learn a thing or two

is in awe at the whole process, gasps cutely whenever you play something on your keyboard or do anything on you computer

and you'd chuckle at her, explaining that you didn't do much just yet

just imagine her going like “for the bridge part i think something like this would be really cool” and attempt making sounds with her mouth, humming, hoping you’d understand what she meant

and when you fiddled with your computer for a while, creating a little snippet for her she’d be literally speechless, “how did you even do that”

you would amaze her so much that she’d be like “now show me how to do that”

after the song was finally released she wouldn’t be able to stop listening to it, smiling whenever the parts she suggested actually made it into the final version

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[aliasimagines]

operation fools in love//luke patterson

requested by a lovely anon

word count: 3333(!!!)

a/n: i still don’t know how to write endings

The corridor was noisy with loud chatter, quietly whispered gossip and the sound of rushing students' shoes hitting against the floor. 

You hummed  'edge of great' as you started fishing out the books you need for class from your locker. It has been stuck in your head since yesterday evening when the guys played it for you and Flynn at band practice. 

You were about to close your locker when he poofed next to you. 

“Hi, y/n!”

“AAHHH” you screamed, earning a few side looks from passing by students. 

“Ahh, I accidentally kicked my locker, haha…”you started explaining yourself before turning back to your open locker. You sent a glare in Luke’s way.

“What did Julie and I say to you? Do not teleport randomly to us at school!”

He chuckled.

“Yeah, rules, rules, I don’t care. I just wanted to drop in and say hi!” he smiled at you with his signature Luke smile.

“Well, you did. That’s all? I kinda need to go to class.” you spot Julie in the corner of your eyes as you walk over to her locker. You quickly wave at her and soon after she comes over so you can talk to Luke without looking crazy. 

Luke mumbles something under his breath and goes to scratch the back of his head.

“No! Uhm..Hi Jules… So y/n I also kinda wanted to ask if you would come to our gig tonight? You know, we are playing not far from that food place you like? "

You smiled, appreciating that he remembered your favorite food place. 

"Well,erm.. I guess? I want to but I might have dance practice, so I am not sure." you say, wishing you'd know for sure but you won't find out till the end of your classes. 

Luke's lips formed an 'o' before his gaze fell down on his shoes. 

"Oh well.. I-okay. Bye?" he says in an unsure tone before disappearing, leaving you to face Julie. 

"Well, wasn't that adorable?"  she asks with a smug grin. 

"What? What are you talkin' bout Jules?" you ask honestly confused. She laughs and puts her hand on your shoulder. 

"Sweetheart, you two are just oblivious to each other!" 

"I don't… What?" 

"You like him. He likes you. It's not that confusing. Really it is obvious." 

"Shhh, quiet!" you shh-ed her, quickly making sure if Luke was 100 percent gone. "I.. I don't like him." 

It was unnecessary, you couldn't even fool yourself and especially not Julie. 

"Y/N, come on girl, I know you do. And he does like you too! I mean I am writing songs with him, do you know how many lovesick lyrics he has written lately? It is making me sick." she laughed. 

"Well, he might have written them about someone else. Maybe you? You two have amazing chemistry."

Julie sighed and grabbed both of your shoulders so she could look at you. 

"Y/N, honey. Believe me when I say he is head over heels for you. Why else would he want you to be at our gig so much?”

„Luke is literally so passionate about music? Of course he wants to share it with me, cause he wants to share it with everyone.”

„Ahg, girl you need glasses cuz you can't see shit. Look, if  prove he likes you too will you believe me?”

„Sure. I mean you can’t prove something that is not true but, sure go ahead, ’prove it’.” 

Julie rolled her eyes and opened her mouth to respond but luckily for you the bell rang.

“See you later, alligator!” and with that you were off to class, leaving Julie alone to work on her master plan. 

She knew she had to pull this off because the mutual pinning was unbearable but she also knew she couldn't do it alone. She'll need all the help she can get and that includes Flynn and the rest of her ghost band. 

You changed into your leggings and sweatshirt before heading into the gym where the dance practice took place. You were quite bumped. Don't get me wrong dancing is everything to you but.. You really did want to see the guys perform. 

You and the other kids were warming up, waiting for your teacher to start showing the choreography. But neither of you expected what she did next. Much to your surprise Reggie and Alex appeared next to her and started messing with her water bottle before you could even open your mouth.

For a moment no one acknowledged what was going on. Some were too busy chatting and warming up and Ms Janett was too busy with her phone. The two ghosts seemed to have noticed that and after exchanging a knowing smirk they grabbed the phone out of your teachers hands. She perked up, a mixture of anger and confusion on her face. And then… she saw her own phone floating in tin air.

“Stop!!” you whisper shouted  in the boys direction but they only gave you a smirk before Reggie started searching for the music player application. Alex pointed over Reggie’s shoulder.

“Uuu, play that one.” 

And as soon as the Lady Gaga song started playing Ms Janett let out a scream causing everyone to look up. You saw the boys dancing with the phone and the pompoms in their hand (although you have no idea where Alex got those pompoms) but everyone else just saw those items moving by themselves.

“GHOOOST!!! Everybody RUUUUUUN!” 

Some people followed the teacher, some stayed behind to take a closer look only to be scared away by a flying pompom. 

“What the heck are you two doing?” you turned to them,being  rather angry,  once you were the only living person in the gym. Seriously, what were they thinking?

“We cleared your afternooon! You can come to our concert!” Reggie exclaimed and put down the phone. 

“Do you think I would go after this fiasco you just pulled??” you were definitely angry now.

“Oh come on, if not for us then for Julie..and for Luke.”

You snapped your head in Alex's direction at the mention of Luke’s name.

“What do...No. Don’t try to divert the topic. What you did was incredebly stupid! What if.. What if someone connects the dots and figures out that Julie’s hologram band is actually a ghost band? There will be scientist and ghost busters and-”

“Shh, Y/N jeez, calm down. it will be okay. We’ll see you at the show.” 

And they poofed away. They simply left  you alone with your thoughts. You need to come up with some kind of explanation for the dance class but right now you need to go home and change. The boys were right, even if they kinda (really) caused a mess here you still like them and don’t want to miss seeing them live ((Winky face)).

Meanwhile you were sorting through your dresses and outfit options. Julie and the band arrived at the venue for rehearsal.

Usually it was Luke who hyped Julie up before shows but right now the roles were switched because Luke looked like a kicked puppy ever since he learned you wouldn’t be able to make it to their gig. Of course Julie knew you will be here, as she was the one to send the boys to scare away your teacher. It was all part of her little plan.

Like mentioned Luke wrote half a dozen songs, all centered around his feelings for you. He stated to Jules that he will definitely not play them for you because there is just no way you like him back, but now Luke thinks you won’t be there so Julie is on the next step of her genius plan. Convince Luke to play one of his love songs.

“Luke, Lukey-poo, my man.” she started getting more and more cringy. “I thought we could close with Hero and Heroine? I know you said you don’t want to play it but it is such a great song, you definitely shouldn’t let it be just another forgotten song that stays on a piece of paper. Plus it is perfect for closing, think about it!”

“Julie...I-I told you I don’t wanna play it.”

“You told me you don’t wanna play it in front of Y/N, which would be the whole point of writing love songs to her but that's besides the point right now. Pleeassee?”

Luke took a deep breath and looked at his ghost mates for...What for? Support? Advice? He is not sure. He does want to play the song, pour out his emotions through the song but the question is..should he? He knows you can’t be here which both makes him wanna play the song and not at the same time.

“I agree with Julie, dude.” Alex said, shrugging his shoulder like he knew of nothing. Reggie nodded along.

“Okay..If you all think I w-”

Julie stood up and clapped her hands together.

“Cool! It is settled. I’ll need to make a phone call, brb.”

“Barbeque?” asked Reggie confused. Which made Alex laugh.

“Brb actually means be right back. Willie told me.” the blond made his way over to Luke and gently punched his shoulder. “Really Luke, that song is great. And I know you think there is no way Y/N would like you back but I am sure if she could hear it-”

“I’m a ghost, Alex! I can’t just confess to her, how are we gonna date? We can’t even touch.”

“That is totally not the reason. You are afraid she would decline your affection, I get it, but believe me I have seen her look at you. That longing in her eyes when I mention your name. She likes you.”

Luke rolled his eyes.

“Not that it matters, she won't hear the song and that is my final say in this.”

As soon as Julie stepped out of the small, cigarette smelling backroom she dialed your number. You picked up after two rings.

“Hi, Jules.”

“Hi girl, I heard what the boys did, I am so, so sorry. You know they are idiots.”she said trying real hard not to laugh but she reminded herself of her plan and pulled on her poker face.”But..Are you coming to the show? Flynn could pick you up; she is about to get going.”

“Yeah I’ll come, tell the boys I will call my teacher and say it was a prank so they can thank me for saving their ghostbutts.”

Julie giggled and started playing with her hair.She walked up and down the small corridor that led to the stage from the backroom.

“I will, I better get back and warm up but you should call Flynn so she won’t leave without you.”

Of course Flynn wouldn’t leave without you. She was waiting in her car two blocks from your home waiting for your phone car.

She didn’t have to wait long, you called her and she pretended to not expect it. Flynn kinda became your and Julie’s driver ever since she got her driver's  license last month. 

By the time the two of you got to the venue the opening was playing their last song and the place was already packed with dancing teenagers. Flynn dragged you to the bar and asked for a cola for herself and a (favourite drink) for you. 

The two of you hung back and sipped your drinks until Julie appeared on the stage. Then you took Flynn by the hand and  started pulling her toward the stage. Only she held you back. 

"Hey, what's up? Don't we wanna go and watch them from closer?" 

"Oh, well, uhm...I'd rather hang back. The crowd kind of makes me anxious right now." Flynn said. You lifted an eyebrow at her. Flynn being anxious? In a crowd?? That did not convince you. But you didn’t argue. 

"Do you need to step outside a little or…" 

"Nah, it's good, let's just stay here in the back." 

So you did. You sang and danced along to the songs you both knew so well. You tried  your best not to stare at Luke too much but let’s be honest you failed miserably. Flynn occasionally wiggled her eyebrows at you when she caught you ‘drooling over him’ as she put it.

After they finished playing Stand Tall you expected them to bow and ‘disappear’ but much to your surprise Julie grabbed the mic and brought it to her lips.

“Hello, hello, helloo! Do y’all wanna hear one more song?” the audience erupted into a loud cheer. It was so heartwarming to watch. Julie doing what she was born to do, playing music and enchanting the crowd. Flynn seemed to have the same thought because she looked at her with such pride. You pulled her into a big hug and the two of you waited for the crowd to quiet down so Jules could go on.

“Allright, allright. Now this song will be a bit different but...I will let Luke here tell it.”

You just became more and more surprised when Luke stepped closer to the mic and spoke into it, looking kinda...nervous? 

“Ohm..Hello everyone! So uh..This song is dedicated to a special someone, the songs called-”

“What’s the special someone’s name?” your eyes travelled to Reggie who asked the question with a huge grin. Luke turned to look at the bassist. If looks could kill Reggie would be double dead. But before Luke could give a voice to his disapproval towards Reggie’s question Julie spoke up.

“Yeah! What’s the name?” she turned towards the crowd and started chanting. “What’s the name?”

Soon Reggie and Alex joined with smiles painted on their faces along with the audience. You were so freaking confused. You looked at Flynn for some explanation but how would she know about it. 

“OKAY, okay, stop!” Luke yelled before laughing a little. “All right I will tell you guys but you have to promise me you won’t tell anyone?”

All of a sudden you felt sick and wanted to get out of here. You were so not in the mood to hear Luke declare his love for someone. 

“This song is dedicated to..To Y/N. Unfortunately she wouldn't be here today but..she is an amazing person. Hope you all like the song.”

He...He couldn’t be talking about you, could he?

He started strumming his guitar and soon Reggie joined in with the bass and Alex with the drums. Jullie clapped her hands together and kept sending encouraging looks for the boy.

“It's too late baby, there's no turning around, I've got my hands in my pocket and my head in a cloud, this is how I do, when I think about you,I never thought that you could break me apart,I keep a sinister smile and a hole of my heart” he sang into the mic, his voice filling in the whole club “You want to get inside, then you can to get in line but not this time”

“'Cause you caught me off guard, now I'm running and screaming!” Julie joined in for the line“I feel like a hero and you're my heroine.”

“I won't try to philosophize, I'll just take a deep breath and I'll look in your eyes, this is how I feel and it's so so real I got a closet filled up to the brim with the ghosts of my past and the skeletons, and I don't know why, you'd even try but I won't lie” Luke sang and you finally realised what was going in. He wrote this song. For you. You looked over to Flynn who nodded towards the stage and mouthed ‘go’.

I feel like a hero and you are my heroine. Do you know that your love is the sweetest sin?

You started making your way towards the stage, slipped through the cracks between dancing people and singing fans. The further you got the harder it was to get through but you heard Luke’s voice and you kept going.

And I feel a weakness coming on, never felt so good to be so wrong. Had my heart on lock down and then you turned me around

And I’m feeling like a new born child..

You finally break through a few screaming girls and see him.

“-Every time I get a chance to see you smile. It’s not complicated, I’m so jaded.” Luke sings and looks at the audience and- He spots you. Looking up at him with eyes wide open and admiration on your face. His voice cracks because of the sudden surprise of your presence but you smile at him and that is all he needs to continue.

“And you caught me off guard...Now I’m running and screaming”

He sang the song with such passion that even if you weren’t before now you were absolutely sure this wasn’t just a simple crush. 

When they finished you didn’t waste a lot of time, you ran backstage, quickly waving your vip ticket.  You almost run into Julie on your way to the door of the backroom.

“Who- Y/N!”

“This was your doing, wasn’t it?” you smiled at her already knowing the answer. She flashed a toothy grin. 

“Well I had a great team behind me but yeah, Operation FiL was my idea.”

“Phil?” you ask back .

“No, no. F i L. Fools in Love. Now go get ‘im tiger!”

You shook your head and entered the backroom. Luke stood with his back facing you but as soon as he saw you in the mirror he spinned around. For a moment you forgot he was a ghost and ran to give him a hug. 

“Y/N, no-” he put his hands out so he could catch you, simply out of reflex but he didn’t expect to actually hold you in his arms. You both looked at each other with eyes as wide as a 6 lane highway. 

“How can I-”

“Do you care?”  you closed the little distance between the two of you and pressed your lips against his.  They were just as soft as you imagined oh, so many times before. He kissed back gently, afraid that this is just a dream. But this was definitely too real to be a dream. You unfortunately had to pull back to catch your breath but Luke looked leaned closer to press his forehead against yours.

“The song was so beautiful, I loved it.” you whisper. He just stared at you with a smile.

“If I knew you would kiss me, I would have played it a long time ago.” you giggled and brought your lips together for one more kiss. He let his hands wander this time but so did you. Your fingers ran through his brown hair, this being something you wanted to do for so long. He kept one hand on your waist and placed the other on the side of your face.

Your lips moved so in sync like you’ve been doing this all your lives. You were so drawn to each other, you felt like you couldn’t pull away in that moment even if you tried. Like this invisible magical force just glued the two of you to-

“Okay, that is enough! Get out I need to change!” Julie brusted in causing Luke to jump up and cling to you like Scooby Doo.

“Wow, you are so brave.''you laughed rolling your eyes at. “Come on, let’s leave alone Julie. We’ll meet ya at the car?”

 Jules nodded and sent a wink in your way. You walked outside, both of you grinning like idiots. 

“So uhm...Does this make us, Us?”

“Yeah. I mean if that’s what you want too.” you look at your shoes and bite your lower lip waiting for his answer.

“There’s nothing I want more.” he said. “Oh well..maybe another kiss wouldn’t be so bad either..”

[nihilnovisubsole]

MADAME! I apologize for the significant wait, right after I asked that my summer went to hell, but I'm back and YES! I too was transformed by Big O and it's Dark Deco aesthetic! I was reading this and was like hahaha someone gets it! Down to the hair and clothes! Listen, I created my own love letter with a whole OC world that involves a murder mystery plot, mafia, Gastsby parties, and slow burn. Is my man Savio just Roger with a gray honor code and the ability to read minds? Hell yes he is!(1/2)

(2/2) I found electro swing/jazz again and I've been LOSING it. Creating whole playlists for OCs like it's 2004 and I just learned about FF net! Do I have a whole trailer in my head of that OC world that's accompanied by "Nightlife" by Amon Tobin because it sounds exactly like an AS/Toonami bump that would have worked for Big O? Yes, yes I do, and if I could animate...but for now, I write/draw. "Vous êtes si gentil" stays in my mind forever, just forever. And with that, we have come to terms!

PS: One quick thing! You know, it's funny. I got into your blog because of Saint's Row and the absolute fondness I had for your Boss/Player. I was always like "oh if this was a whole DLC with Oleg explaining his origins and Rosie was his boss in the Bratva, I'd play the hell out of this!" And then I found Dangerous Crowns and, quite frankly, lost my shit. You are a fantastic writer and I love the way you develop characters and intrigue! Stellar! Just wanted to share that too. ~ Big O Anon

omgg this is wild. i can't imagine doing a story without picking out at least a few songs to associate with it. in the past, i tended not to share those playlists with people, because privacy gave me permission to put, you know, ~cringe~ songs on them. but the VOW writers all shared our playlists when we were working on longsummer nights, and it was so fun to see how other people paired music with their work. 10/10 would subject my social circle to it again

you know what amazes me? people who can connect a song to a ship or a character based on the meaning of the lyrics. i take the coward's way out and pick on instrumentation and vibes, but the lyrics people? poets. modern-day philosopher-kings. also thank you about rosie, please have a song she has subjected the entire neighborhood to from her car speakers

[softjaehyvn]

strangers | l.ty

— angst ; 5k

— mentions of cancer

He loved to work anywhere. It did not matter if it's at home, in a café, or just outside on a bench close to the ocean, if there was one.

Since he traveled a lot, he always had new places to go and continue what he was doing at that moment. But that also meant he had no one who could appreciate his hard work.

No one, until he saw her in that restaurant.

She was the most beautiful woman he had ever seen. He wanted to talk to her, as soon as he heard her sweet voice talking to a man in front of her, softly asking if he was the man she wanted to meet.

As soon as the other man nodded, she smiled so brightly and in Lee Taeyong's eyes, it was the most beautiful smile he had ever seen. And it hurt that this smile was not for him.

He was ripped from his thoughts as someone placed a plate with delicious food in front of him. "I hope you enjoy your meal", the woman said, smiling friendly as Taeyong looked up at her. "Thank you", he answered and started eating.

But he could not stop thinking about her beautiful smile.

Lee Taeyong was back in South Korea. After spending a weekend in Venice and a whole week in Stockholm, he was finally back. writing in other countries always made him feel better because he never got out of his apartment or the studio.

"Hyung, are you back?", Jaemin, one of his best friends asked. the younger male had a spare key just to check-in, just like the rest of his group. Whenever they wanted they could go inside and get something from Taeyong's fridge or whatever they wanted. It was kind of a shared apartment, but the other boys slept at their parent's house since Taeyong's apartment was pretty small for all those people.

"Yeah, finally got back. And I’m so tired", Taeyong whined and got up to greet his friend.

"Then stop working and go to sleep", Jaemin scoffed and let go of Taeyong, just to see the filled pages Taeyong had written in the last week.

"You wrote all of this in just a week? Hyung, I guess I’ve always underestimated you", Jaemin said while reading a bit through the lyrics.

Taeyong started to laugh. "Jaemin, you know I’m always like this", he said. "I can't stop writing when I’m somewhere else. Stockholm and Venice did something to me."

"Venice? You didn't tell me you wanted to travel there! Hyung, I’ve always wanted to go there", Jaemin exclaimed as he continued reading.

"One day we'll go there together, yeah? We all together. It's really beautiful there", Taeyong said and chuckled, he found it adorable how mad Jaemin seemed to be simply because Taeyong had not told him, he would be going to Venice.

"I'm sure you're going to love it there. There were so many places to visit, but I only spent the weekend there. The rest of the week I was in Stockholm as planned", Taeyong explained. "I think of going to Berlin soon. You wanna come, too?", Taeyong asked the younger.

Jaemin nodded. "Yes, of course, hyung. I'll tell Mark, too, then we can go together", he answered.

"That'd be amazing. I missed traveling with you guys", Taeyong smiled, then he yawned. "I think I’m going to bed. If you want to, you can try to work on the lyrics I wrote. We need to hand something to pd-nim soon."

"Yeah, I'll get to it right now. Do you want me to call mark, too? I thought I wouldn't invite him since you're really tired and you know how he can be sometimes “, Jaemin chuckled. "Yeah... thanks for that", Taeyong grinned. "Get to work, Jaemin-ah."

"I. will, hyung", he promised, but then he seemed like he got an idea. "Did you eat something?", he asked. Taeyong just shook his head. "I thought I'll order something when I wake up again", the elder answered. "Forget that, I'm ordering pizza now. You can sleep after you ate", the younger protested and took out his phone, laughing at the elder groaning. "Are you serious? I just want to sleep", he whined.

"Stop being a baby and wait for half an hour. It's not going to kill you. At that time, we could read over your texts", Jaemin said and took out his phone to order something to eat.

"Yeah, okay. that's a good idea, too", Taeyong said and sat down on his couch. They worked on Taeyong's lyrics, Jaemin was impressed by how much Taeyong had written in just a week. Taeyong loved his work. he loved being able to travel around.

Suddenly he remembered you. He remembered your soft smile at that one man and started smiling. he could not stop thinking about you. He remembered your sweet voice, asking the man if he was the one she wanted to meet.

"You okay, hyung? Why are you suddenly smiling?", Jaemin asked. "I'm fine, just thought about someone I saw in Venice", Taeyong answered. "Was it some girl?", his best friend grinned and laughed at Taeyong's panicked look. "Tell me about her. How did you meet her?"

So, he started talking. He told him everything about you, telling his best friend about how much you inspired him to write more love songs. That was something Taeyong always wanted to do but he could not do it since it did not fit the style of songs he usually wrote.

"You're cute, hyung", Jaemin said grinning. "You have a crush on a girl you couldn't even talk to. Who knows, if you're ever going to meet her again."

"I don't care. she inspired me a lot without even knowing", Taeyong chuckled and pointed at his lyrics. "That's the proof."

"I know, hyung... I know", Jaemin only said before he got up to get the pizzas and enjoyed his time with his closest friend.

They just had booked their flight tickets to Berlin and smiled brightly. It had been a long time since Taeyong, Jaemin and Mark had traveled somewhere together and Taeyong had to admit that he missed traveling with his two best friends. He had wanted to do that again and finally, they would do it. 

"We got the tickets and booked our hotel. I hope there will not happen anything bad", Taeyong said. "Don't be such a pessimist. Nothing will happen, okay? We'll fly to Berlin and enjoy our time together. We needed that", Jaemin said smiling and opened a new page on Taeyong's laptop. He looked for something to eat. Taeyong stopped him right away. "No, don't. I went grocery shopping today just to be able to cook something for us", he said. 

Well... Taeyong tried. but as Mark was able to distract him, the food burned and they couldn't eat it. So, they had to order take out. But no one cared. They liked to have their free time and spend them together as best friends. And finally, they were able to spend more time together. Taeyong was excited. In a few days, they would be on the plane to Istanbul, then Berlin. 

"Guys? What do you think about this?", Jaemin asked. he showed the other boys a few lines he just had written. 

The lyrics Jaemin showed them were emotional, full of love. It was completely different from what he would write usually.

"That sounds good", Taeyong commented and smiled.

"Since when are you so emotional?", Mark giggled. He groaned as Jaemin hit him.

"I don't know... probably since I'm dating Seoyeon", Jaemin laughed. The other two boys widened their eyes. They didn't know about Jaemin dating one of the producers of SME, the entertainment they all were working in. 

"Since when are you two dating?!", Taeyong blurted out.

"Oh... I didn't tell you, right? Seoyeon and I are dating for almost two months now. I kind of forgot to tell you about it", Jaemin laughed a bit and his cheeks reddened as always when he got shy.

Long flights were always a little problem for Taeyong. But if he took his medication, it wouldn't be a problem at all. Him having cancer had been a reason to even fire him from his job since there always was the risk of something happening to him. But SME loved him. They loved his lyrics. That's why they would keep him in the company.

Taeyong was truly a genius when talking about song lyrics. Not only the company loved them but the fans of the artists he wrote for and his fans did as well. He enjoyed the reactions and speculations as they were trying to figure out what deeper meaning the lyrics had.

As usual, he had his notebook open and ready to write something down if he would get something in mind that he could work on. But it seemed like his mind was empty. He couldn’t even get one line together that sounded good to him.

“Sorry, you’re sitting on my seat!”, someone said and Taeyong looked up. His eyes widened as he saw you standing there.

“O-oh, I’m sorry. I didn’t notice it”, he hurriedly got up and tried to make space for you. You smiled and stepped back a little so he can get out of the tight spot. When you tried to get to your seat, you tripped and he put his hands on your waist, stopping you from falling.

“Careful”, he said and held your hand until you sat down.

“Thank you”, you answered and tightened your belt as Taeyong sat down next to you.

“You’re welcome. I’m Taeyong by the way. Nice to meet you”, he smiled as he also tightened his belt. His heart started beating faster as you also smiled when you told him your name. He couldn’t believe that you were there, in the same plane as him, and seated right next to you. Was it luck? He honestly didn’t know.

“You kind of seem familiar to me? Is it possible that I saw you somewhere before?”, you then asked him. He nodded.

“I saw you in Venice. It was at that restaurant, what was it called?”, he murmured as he tried to remember the name. “Right! Ai Mercanti was the name.”

„Right! It was such a great place though!”, you said and the moment he saw your smile again, his heart stopped a beat before starting to pound in his chest. He was in love with your smile.

“Where are you traveling?”, Taeyong asked you. He sort of was disappointed when you told him that you would stay in Istanbul for a while before heading back to Seoul for your work. During the flight, Taeyong didn’t even write a little bit into his notebook. He was either sleeping or talking to you.

You thought Taeyong was cute, a passionate person who loved his work over everything. He had shown you a few of his lyrics and surprised you by telling you that he wrote a few of the songs you loved to listen to.

“I didn’t think that I would meet the person who wrote my favorite songs”, you giggled and read over a few drafts he had written down in his notebook.

“Well, you did”, Taeyong answered smiling before he yawned. He checked the time, noticed that you both had been talking for over an hour and he noticed that it was late.

“I think, I will try to sleep. You should, too”, he said and put the blanket he had brought with him over his body. You only nodded, also trying to cuddle yourself into your blanket. Eventually, both of you fell asleep.

“Hyung”, someone was shaking his body softly but it was enough to wake Taeyong eventually up. He looked around confused and noticed that the plane already landed. “We’re in Istanbul. We have to get out and go to our next plane”, Mark said and Taeyong looked to the seat next to him. It was empty. But there was a small piece of paper which he picked up and read it. There was a small text saying that you loved talking to him during the flight and you wrote down your number.

“Who was that?”, Mark asked him curiously, trying to peek on the note. But Taeyong folded it and hid it in his pocket. He only brushed it off with a small “No one” and grabbed his bag where he had put his notebook and other things in. He hurried to get out of the plane and breathed in as soon as he finally was able to get fresh air.

“Now I kind of regret that we didn’t stay here for like a day or something. We could’ve eaten that thing Yuta had recommended us”, Taeyong pouted. 

“Are you sure that it isn’t because of the girl?”, Mark asked him, causing Taeyong to widen his eyes but also shook his head immediately.

“Of course not! She has nothing to do with this. I only spoke to her today. It was the first time I ever talked to her. And I probably won’t ever see her again, so it doesn’t matter”, Taeyong answered. It was a big lie, but he didn’t want to tell the other two boys that he would be meeting up with her as soon as they were back in South Korea.

“Yeah, yeah. Keep on lying to yourself, Taeyongie”, Jaemin laughed and they both finally entered the huge airport. At first, it seemed like the three boys were lost but they were lucky to find someone who spoke fluent English so Mark and Jaemin could ask them for help. It took them around half an hour to finally arrive at their next gate where they would be going to their next plane to Berlin.

All of them were already exhausted. It would take around three more hours on a plane until they would finally in Berlin and would go to their hotel. Taeyong decided to work on his notes for a few songs his manager asked him to write. Soon, there would be a new group debuting and they needed good songs.

While he was thinking about you, possible lines for songs (to be exact, they mostly were love songs) were written in his notebook and he was proud of all the paragraphs he managed to write in only two hours. For the last hour, he decided on sleeping and was woken up by Jaemin as they landed.

His medication was really heavy so he always slept over. One of the boys always had to come over to his place to wake him up so he could at least show up at the company for once. Sometimes, the boys even thought he was dead because he didn’t move at all or even woke up, no matter how hard they tried to wake him.

That usually had been in the beginning after the doctor diagnosed him with his tumor. Now his body got used to the heavy medication and he didn’t pass out a lot anymore. It still happened that he just fell asleep somewhere or even just lose his consciousness when they were on their way home from a long day at the company.

“We landed. We’re in Berlin”, he was all smiley and happy and Taeyong was grateful that he still could see his best friends who were like a family for him happy.

Taeyong got up and took his bag, going to the exit with Jaemin. Mark already was out, waiting for them. The youngest of the three was impatient, wanting to go to their hotel and just sleep. Taeyong put his arm around Mark and smiled. “Don’t worry, we’ll be at the hotel soon and you can sleep as much as you want to. We all need it”, Taeyong said and Mark nodded.

“I’m just exhausted because of the flight. But anyway, how are you feeling? Are you too exhausted?”, Mark asked him worriedly. Taeyong shook his head.

“I’m good. The medicine wasn’t as heavy as I thought it would be. I’m doing okay. I will be able to make it to the hotel without passing out”, he joked but he knew his illness was a sensitive topic to his friends. Taeyong always took his illness way too easy than he actually should.

“If you tried to be funny about your illness, you know I hate that. I’m sorry Taeyong Hyung”, Jaemin said and sighed.

“I know. I shouldn’t take it as easy as I do but I… I try to make the best of it. I’m here with you guys now, I’m living the life of my dreams. I just try to enjoy it. And I know exactly that this whole thing is super sensitive. I get that. But I just try to forget it for a while…”, Taeyong said while they were walking into the airport.

“I also get that. Let’s have a great vacation here, okay? Don’t think about work, don’t think a bit about lyrics. I want you to have your time with us, yeah?”, Jaemin said and Taeyong only smiled when he nodded.

Jaemin might be two years younger than him, but he was truly more mature than someone would expect. He was a dork, yes, he always managed to make the others laugh, but he knew whenever there was a serious moment, he should back off and try to help.

“We should go. I’m getting tired”, Taeyong then said and both Mark and Jaemin kind of panicked as they rushed a little to get out of the airport as soon as possible. Soon, they were in a cab, the driver was luckily speaking a little English, so Mark and Jaemin were able to communicate with him.

No matter how tired he was, Taeyong couldn’t go to sleep without checking the paper you had given him. He smiled as he noticed the small heart next to your number and he immediately took out his phone to save your number. Before he actually texted you, he decided to get ready to sleep.

When he finally was ready to sleep, he took his phone again and opened the still empty chat with you.

“Hey it’s Taeyong ^^”

It didn’t take long until you answered.

“I thought you’d never text me. Was your flight okay?”

“Yes… We just arrived at the hotel. I’m really tired and I will go to sleep now. How is Istanbul?”

“I didn’t go around much yet but the place I’m staying in is so beautiful”

You and Taeyong texted for almost an hour. It didn’t take long until he finally noticed that he actually should sleep. That is what he texted you. You only answered that you were sorry for keeping him up for so long. He smiled at your answer.

“It’s okay, I’ll sleep now, yeah?”

“good night, yongie”

His heart fluttered at the nickname and he couldn’t stop smiling. Taeyong put his phone away and eventually, he fell asleep while he was thinking about you.

“did you sleep well?”

Taeyong looked on his phone as the message arrived. He smiled a little which didn’t go unnoticed by Jaemin and Mark. The boys currently were at a “Who was it?”, Jaemin asked grinning. “Is it the sweet girl you were seated next to?”

“Yes, it’s her”, Taeyong admitted. “Also… do you remember the girl I saw in Venice?” As both of them nodded, Taeyong continued talking. “It’s her.”

Jaemin widened his eyes, he couldn’t believe the luck Taeyong had. He was happy for his best friend and smiled. “I’m so happy for you, Hyung. Seriously, it actually so unbelievable but I’m so glad that you found her and even talk to her now. If it makes you happy, I am happy, too”, Jaemin spoke and Taeyong couldn’t help but smile even more.

“Thank you so much, Jaeminie.”

That evening, you and Taeyong talked on the phone. Neither you nor him were tired since you slept over the whole afternoon to evening and now had time to just talk. He told you about how much you had inspired him to write love songs which weren’t his strength, no matter how often his company asked him to write a few.

“That’s so sweet, god I can’t with this”, you whined and he grinned. “Can you read them out for me again?”

And he did. He just read them, smiling as he imagined your beautiful smile. He truly fell for you before even knowing you and he was sure as soon as he finally got to know you better, he’d be highs over heels in love with you.

“The texts are so beautiful. Which group do you think they will let them record them?”, you asked him. “Only… tell me if you’re actually allowed to. I don’t want to get you in trouble or something.”

“No, it’s okay. I just write too much and sometimes they don’t even use the texts. Then I’m just uploading them on SoundCloud with Jaemin and Mark, my two best friends”, he explained. “I feel like this song might not fit to any group so it might end up being recorded by a few other friends.”

“You sing, too? God, is there anything you can’t do?”, you asked him and giggled. Everything you did made him smile like an idiot. He never thought he could ever fall for someone like this.

“Well, Mark and I are usually doing the rap but some people say I should sing more”, he laughed.

“Could you maybe sing something for me?”, you asked him shyly, not sure if he would do it.

“I’m not so confident with my singing, actually”, he said. “But one day, I will sing for you, promise.”

“You don’t have to, Yongie. It’s okay if you’re not comfortable with it”, you said. “Hey, umm, I need to sleep now, if that’s okay for you? I got an appointment with a salesman early tomorrow and need to rest properly.”

“Of course, angel, I need to sleep now, too”, he said. “Sleep well, Y/N”.”

“You, too, Yongie”, you called him by the nickname again and again, his heart was pounding in his chest. As you hung up, he couldn’t stop thinking about how it would be to see you again. It made him happy that he was able to talk to you, to get to know you. In the moments you two were talking, he seemed to forget about his illness. He seemed to feel healthy and strong while he was actually weak and sick.

It didn’t take him much time to fall asleep again. He slept peaceful and well, better than he had before, ever since his doctor had diagnosed him with cancer. Taeyong didn’t know what made him feel happier when he woke up the next day.

During the small vacation, Taeyong enjoyed his time with his two best friends and… he was happy. He was satisfied with how his life was at the moment.

On the flight back, they were also stopping once in Istanbul, making him question if you already had returned to Seoul since you didn’t have your return tickets yet when Taeyong had called you for the last time two days ago. He didn’t want to bother you as you were there for work and not for vacation.

If he only knew that you were waiting for him to call. You had already finished all your work there and had a few free days which he didn’t know. Also, you were shy, that was enough not to call him.

After the long flight, they were picked up by Johnny; the young Korean-American male was the only one who had a driver’s license and had agreed to pick the three men up as soon as they were back in Seoul. First, he dropped off Mark and Jaemin. When they arrived at Taeyong’s apartment, he smiled and got out of the car, Johnny following him to carry his luggage.

“Thanks, John. I appreciate that”, he said as they were in the elevator.

“Of course, Yongie. If you need help with something else, just ask. I’ll try to help you as much as I can”, Johnny answered and got out of the elevator as it stopped.

Johnny let the bag fall on the ground as he noticed that Taeyong was still in the elevator, held his hand at the door, and stopped it from closing. Taeyong was holding his head and his eyes were closed.

“Did you take your medication?”, Johnny asked him which Taeyong only answered by shaking his head as a no. He forgot to take the pills, causing him not to sleep enough on the flight. “Where are they?”

Johnny helped Taeyong to get out of the elevator and escorted the weak male to his apartment. He helped Taeyong with taking his medication, all of the boys knew about how many pills he had to take so they were able to help when Taeyong wasn’t in the state to help himself.

It took him a little until he felt better and was able to change his clothes on his own. As he looked at his pale body, he noticed a few bruises. At this point, he was used to getting random bruises on his body, they were everywhere now.

“Do you want me to call someone?”, Johnny asked. “I need to go to the studio, PD-nim said there was an emergency with one of the trainees and they need me.”

“No… I’m fine. Wait, no, call Y/N”, Taeyong then said. “I really hope she’s back here...”, he then murmured to himself. Taeyong told him not to say anything about his illness before he handed his phone to Johnny who pressed on the ‘call’ button as soon as he found your contact.

“Yongie?”, you yawned, making Johnny smile.

“It’s Johnny. I’m a friend of Taeyong. He isn’t feeling well after the flight and I would stay at his place but I have to work. Could you come over and maybe stay here until I’m back?”

“Of course. Would you text me the address? I’ll be there as soon as possible”, you answered without even thinking.

“I will. Thanks for doing this, Y/N. I’m looking forward to meet you soon”, Johnny spoke before he hung up and looked to Taeyong who was still scrunching his face in pain and was lying in his bed. “She will be here in around ten minutes. Do you think you would be able to stay awake?”

“Mhm, I think I’ll make it. You should go. The company is also important”, Taeyong said. As soon as Johnny was out, he started to let out all the coughing he was trying to hold in the whole time. He didn’t want to let Johnny see in what kind of a bad situation he was.

He was coughing with no pause, couldn’t breathe properly and he looked up in a panic as someone knocked at the door after a few minutes. Taeyong tried to get up from his bed and walked to the door, he was coughing badly and was weak.

He opened the door and… collapsed.

It was such a surprise for you to see him collapse right in front of you. You panicked and didn’t know what to do for a moment. You tried to pull him up and did everything you learned in a first-aid course, your whole body was shaking because you were scared. What was going on with him?

Meanwhile, you were talking to the emergency.

While you were waiting, you looked through his apartment, walked around but still stayed close so you can watch him. You found his phone and unlocked it by using his fingerprint. As you went through his contacts, you saw the names Jaemin and Mark, remembering how he told you that he’s going on his vacation with them.

Immediately, you called Jaemin.

“Hyung? What’s up?”, he said with a groggy voice. Probably the man was already sleeping.

“It’s Y/N. I…”, before you were able to continue speaking, you burst into crying. “H-he coll-apsed”, you stuttered out. You finally got yourself together and spoke with a much more stable voice. “I don’t know what’s going on.”

While you were talking to Jaemin and tried to calm down, you were walking around the small apartment. And then, you gasped in shock as you saw a little bit of blood. Maybe he coughed out blood as he was trying to open the door.

“I’ll be right over. Or wait, did you call the emergency? If yes, just text me which hospital you’re going to, I’ll go there directly”, Jaemin then said and you only answered him with a ‘yes’ before you hung up.

Soon, the paramedics arrived and after questioning you about who you are and what you were doing in his apartment and all that, they finally brought him to the ambulance and you got into the car as well, driving to the hospital as fast as possible and you were crying, still didn’t know what was going on in there.

“You didn’t know about this?”, Mark asked you. You looked up and shook your head as a no. “I thought he might’ve told you already. You were talking a lot when we were in Berlin.”

“No. He never mentioned it. I was so surprised when he suddenly collapsed after opening the door. At least, he was able to open the door”, you told him then.

“It surprised me. Seriously. He always talked about you when he was back from Venezia. Talked about how beautiful you were for him. If we didn’t stop him, he even might talk for hours about you even though he only saw you for a second. He truly lo-“

“Where is he?!”, Johnny interrupted Mark in his small speech, not allowing the younger male to tell him that Taeyong loved you.

Before Mark could answer him, the doctor arrived. He seemed sad, disappointed in himself. You felt the fear of hearing bad news about Taeyong’s current state.

“I’m sorry”, the medic said, making your heart beat faster.

“He is currently in a coma.”

taglist ;; @wownajaemin​ @n8dlesoupguk​ 

[femstyles]

Boy oh boy! So many amazing fics this month!! I branched out a little bit this month and tried reading a few tropes I tend to stay away from, and I was very pleasantly surprised at how much i enjoyed them. Fics are below the cut because it's very long haha

Thank you to all the wonderful authors on this months rec, i can't wait to see what September brings!

Camboy Bubble by @reminiscingintherain 1,851

Louis shook his head in amusement. “How would you like to make a bubble with me?”

Nervous by @disgruntledkittenface 2,984

Niall walks out of the bathroom and his mouth dries up at the sight in front of him. This isn’t fine. This isn’t anything remotely in the vicinity of fine.

Shawn is sitting by the window, slouched a bit, one elbow rested on the arm of the ugly motel chair. He would look ridiculous, the thing was clearly designed for guests well under six feet, if he didn’t look so fucking sexy.

Talk the Night Through by @lululawrence 4,011

It's 1995 and a chat room is the last place Harry ever expects to find the love of his life.

falling into your ocean eyes by @chaoticsue 5,087

Pretending he’s not about to melt and become one with the ocean, Harry smiles and splashes water into Louis’ smirking face.

He’s radiant, bathed in the soft glow of the moonlight. Harry watches a lone droplet of water slip down the column of Louis’ neck. He longs to touch; to feel.

“Do you think the moon’s jealous of how pretty you are?”

Harry doesn’t really mean to say it, but he finds that he doesn’t regret it either. Not when it elicits the most delicious flush to Louis’ cheeks, one he tries to hide by ducking his head. It’s the most bashful Harry has seen him all day.

-

Or, Harry's stupidly gone for his best friend Louis and decides to do something about it.

what Love is by @everythingsareminder 5,416

“I want to know what love is.” Louis responded.

“I want to know what love is.” Harry softly sang.

“I want you to show me.” He stated, mulling over the lyrics as he realized that maybe he meant them.

“I want to feel what love is.” Harry continued his singing.

“I mean it.” Louis said, eyes looking into the other boy’s that still hadn’t comprehended what he meant.

“What?” He asked with no decipherable reaction. “You want to know what love is?”

“Yes.” He affirmed and made sure to make eye contact when he stated de following so he could see the truth hidden behind Harry’s answering words. “And I want you to show me.”

-

Or one of those special nights that feels like the universe is controlling your body, like you have no other choice but to let yourself be pulled and watch as everything falls into place. Feelings so intense they can't be put into words without being tarnished.

what if I'm happy by @raleighritchie 6,673

the one where louis reminds harry of home, louis likes the sound of harry's name, and they both like the stars.

Milk & Honey by @kingsofeverything 7,653

Breastfeeding twins is no easy task, so Harry joins the local M.O.M.M. (Male Omegas Make Milk) support group.

Hate to Smoke (Without Me) by @louhazpride 12,164

“For fuck’s sake,” he huffs, grabbing the pillow and pulling it on top of his head in an attempt to block out the banging coming from the other side of the wall.

It’s the third time this week that his neighbour has woken him up in the middle of the night with his little ‘rendezvous.’ Honestly, he's quite sick of it. There’s only so much sex he can bear to hear in one week and he has already hit his limit. If he wanted to listen to someone having sex, he’d turn to porn.

 As if the noises weren’t enough, Harry immediately becomes aware of the faint aroma of weed filling his flat.

 “I’m going to murder him.”

Sleep. Harry just wants one good night of sleep. However, his neighbour has a thing for headboard-banging-against-the-wall-sex every night. After a secret set-up and a bet, Harry may finally get the sleep he so much desires.

call you mine by @falsegoodnight 12,755

“I have a request.”

That’s what Louis Tomlinson says to Harry when he opens the front door a bit too aggressively. The latter feels justified after a round of annoyingly incessant knocking that was much too loud in the drowsy sludge of early Saturday morning.

“Zayn’s asleep,” is Harry’s tired, hoarse reply, irritation prickling at his skin. Less than a minute ago he was in bed, feeling perfectly content sprawled out on the mattress with the chilled air from the fan cool against his bare skin. And now he’s leaning up against the wooden door frame in nothing but his briefs because Zayn’s best mate decided that showing up unannounced at seven in the fucking morning was a brilliant idea.

“I’m not here for him,” says Louis curtly.

-

Or, Louis’ curious about how it feels to be bitten. Harry’s going to need more than just one bite.

(you're gonna see me) in a new light by thepolourryexpress 13,631

a fake relationship au where everyone knows it's real but louis

daydream about me by @adoredontour 21,553

“Anything else going on for you at the moment?” she asks, leaning forward on her elbows across the table, mindful of the radio equipment in front of her. “What about you and that Louis Tomlinson?”

Harry sputters, mouth moving but no words coming out. She can feel her cheeks heat up, darkening with embarrassment.

“It’s not, Louis and I, we don’t—” Harry can’t finish the sentence, tongue heavy in her mouth. She takes a deep breath, thankful they’re not being videoed, and tries again, “We’ve never even met, actually.”

alternatively titled 'harry styles does not have a crush on louis tomlinson and other lies she tells liam payne'

a road to something better by @taggiecb 25,015

Louis Tomlinson, famous romance novelist, has just had the rug pulled out from under his feet when his boyfriend leaves him without notice. What's the most appropriate response to this? Move a thousand miles away and seclude himself in a tiny lake town, of course. But nothing is as he expects it to be in the very best way, especially not the handsome mayor of McAll, Idaho.

Come Along With Me by @jimmytfallon 28,032

"A little magic can take you a long way." — Roald Dahl

or

An AU where Harry is a magician and Louis doesn't believe in such a thing.

An Invincible Summer by @twopoppies 44,513

Never content to stay in one place for long, a few months down south researching for his novel seemed like an idyllic, slow-paced summer to Louis. He wasn't ready for the blistering heat, the backbreaking work of watermelon picking, or how stifling the attitudes in rural Georgia would feel. And he definitely hadn’t anticipated falling in love with the farmer’s son.

The summer of 1946 would turn out to be everything worth writing about.

i must admit i'd like you make you mine by @disgruntledkittenface 50,645

Louis fell apart when her ex broke up with her and moved across the country. Just as she’s starting to move on, Zayn comes back to town for their mutual friends’ wedding – with a new girlfriend as her plus one.

Blindsided and scrambling to save face, Louis lets herself get talked into a fake relationship with her new friend Harry. Their arrangement makes Louis feel pathetic and embarrassed, but it’s only going to last a few weeks. She just has to get through the wedding – what could happen?

There's No Other Place by @28vinyl 51,638

“Do you have a warm place to go?" Harry asked. "I can offer you room and some food.”

The hybrid pushed his cloak off his head as he looked at Harry in the darkness that covered them.

“I don’t need your charity. You can be on your way, Sir.”

“You could catch your death tonight,” Harry said.

The hybrid stood and grabbed a bag beside him. “I’ve yet to catch my death, I won’t be doing such a thing tonight either.”

He turned to leave and the air smelled sweet. Something inside Harry stirred and he reached out, grabbing the hybrid by his wrist.

“I’ll ask you one more time.” His tone was firmer, more demanding as he spoke. “Come and stay at mine. You will be safe and warm.”

The hybrid nodded and Harry dropped his hand.

Or: the one where Harry offers his home for omega hybrid Louis in a world where his very existence is illegal. It was meant to be temporary, but as time goes on, neither of them want it to be. Too bad things are rarely that simple.

Follow Your Arrow by @bitter-leaf 78,237

Harry was the golden child, blessed in every way; Niall was the charming miscreant, a bad boy; Liam was the future-son-in-law parents of daughters dreamt of, and Zayn was the kid parents wished was their son. But Louis, Harry thought, Louis was the special one. 

It's senior year and everything is about to change.

[peachpitmp3]

i change my pfp so many times on discord, but not that much on tumblr, weirdly. i get Bored of Myself easily shdfglkjsd

IN THE LEAST MEAN WAY POSSIBLE, YES. I DO HOPE TO BREAK MANY HEARTS >:D i shall break your heart like a mirror during an angsty movie scene, as soon as i figure out how to Write. (bleh)

hfsdklfjklsdjf i'm so glad that it isn't just me.

!!!! i think you were the one who told me about cm in the first place, and some of my irls really like b99 so. :DD

fhsdjklzfsldf well now i'm gonna watch criminal minds even hARDER. it's alright, i'm sure it's worth it !!! and yeah!!! different shows are definitely better for different episode lengths.

OH MY GOD HDSJLF. i love that. Emotional Support Jules™ <333 you're p o r t a b l e. ohmygod. BATTERIES SOLD SEPARATELY. i love that job!!! i can definitely see you doing that /pos /gen.

wHAT. BESTIE. fiusoxchsdjk "we could be in the same forest and we could find mushrooms together!!" is the sweetest thing ever. ilysm /p, and i would absolutely get stranded in a forest to do that with you <3

oooh ok that's actually really smart /gen. because sometimes you just want to rant and tell someone, and then other times you're just waiting and nobody says anything and anyway- yeah i like that idea for a tone indicator!!

JKSLDJFLSJDF you're so valid. tbf i'm very hypocritical with my pet peeves. i'll go "my pet peeve is when people bounce their knees like. cmon, you can just-" *looks down* *realizes i've been bouncing my knee in a very annoying way* "well fu-". get it together body! trying to make a point here and the point is not that i'm annoying.

hmmm. i think i'd like to be an Official Moodboarder and Describer of Aesthetics. i can't write very well but !!! describing people's aesthetics and just aesthetics in general is. my favorite thing ever. i'll make people moodboards and i will Perceive the hell out of everyone i love (affectionate threat).

i'd like to say a mattress that's too soft? because at least it would be comfortable, especially for stuff like watching youtube/netflix in bed. although people do say that sleeping on the floor is good for your back, and a hard mattress would be like sleeping on the floor while also NOT sleeping on the floor. which,, actually doesn't sound appealing so. too soft it is! i think some country music is good, aka women being badass, and pointedly not men singing about their trucks and beer and women. i'm sure there is good country music, but i just don't really listen to the genre in general.

icebreakers are. ok ig sjdlkf. they're mainly used in Social Situations and that's very very awkward and can be painful, and not that effective, but with friends or something like that, sure!! no!! i would not sleep if i didn't have to, at least for the most part. a few years ago i was actually quite anti-sleep because i found it boring, which is probably a very childish take but i don't care >:(. (see, childish!) sleep is nice, but i'm convinced that if i didn't need to sleep, i could get the same feeling of relaxation and refreshment elsewhere.

would you sleep, if you didn't have to? what was your favorite toy as a little kid? what was the last joke you remember hearing? song lyric that's stuck in your head? opinion on origami? - 🌵

"i get Bored of Myself easily shdfglkjsd" god what a fucking mood. actually it's funny i change my tumblr pfp so often but never my discord one.

actually yes go off break all the hearts do ur thing yes !!

omg ur irls are so good then!! b99 is amazing!! and ahhh yeah cm is pretty heckin good :D

sdghsldjflsdkfj thank you im glad you believe in my abilities.

aaaah okay okay let's find a forest and some mushrooms and then we can simply vibe ™

NO OMG SAME IM SO HYPOCRITICAL TOO. i completely get what ur saying LMAO. like half the time someone is doing something that im annoyed at, i'm either doing it or will do it like 5 minutes later. "get it together body! trying to make a point here and the point is not that i'm annoying." HGSLDFSDHGSLDJFLS YEAH NO LITERALLY

dude oh my god yes be a professional moodboarder and aesthetics describer!!! that's actually such a good fit for you i could totally see it and oh my GOSH yes perceive EVERYONE. i love the "(affectionate threat)" thats so true lol.

yeah ok that's valid. lol one of my friends sleeps on the floor cause it's better for their back and honestly... i don't know what to think about it. like ok do ur thing but also ur an idiot and why would u pass up a comfy mattress. OMG SO TRUE. okay. yeah. literally. women being badass >>>> men singnig about whatever they sing about. unless it's reggie peters singing about how home is where his horse is. there is always that exception.

yeah that makes lots of sense. social situations are not fun lol. LMAO anti-sleep because you found it boring. i mean yeah ok that's "childish" but also it makes... so much sense. "but i don't care >:(" SDFLSDKFJLSDFJLSKDFJ. yeah! i'm sure you could get the same refreshment from some other source if you didn't need sleep!

i honestly don't know if i would sleep! like on the one hand there's so much to DO, but on the other hand i don't think i could handle being conscious for 24 hours a day, day after day lmao. i'm not sure.

my favorite toy was this dog that i got when i was super super young and still have! theyre falling apart a little bit but it's!! okay!!

the last joke i remember hearing... bestie i have a shit memory. uhm. yeah okay i do not. remember. im sorry lmao

omg a song lyric that's stuck in my head. "you know we're all calligraphy / you know we're all just suffering" from uh. some song i used to listen to i forget what it's called. oh it's young again by SXYE. good song.

i cannot do origami but it's so frickin cool!! anyone who can do it has all my respect and also please make me something thanks

god you have so many good questions and i have no brain cells okay. hm.

what's your favorite app on your phone? do you have a lot of games downloaded? what's a song lyric that's stuck in your head right now? what was your favorite toy as a kid? what's your favorite store to go to? do you like camping? what are you most looking forward to in the next week?

[templeoftheslavegarden]

BLOOD & FIRE

Chapter 7 - Spend Some Time, Drink Some Wine - Ehem Whiskey

New York, New York August 7 1994

"Where in the fuck is my bag?" I say to myself as I stand at the luggage terminal inside John F Kennedy International Airport waiting for the little luggage carousel to push out my bag. I feel like I've been standing here forever waiting for it to pop out and each time a bag rolls by it never ends up being mine.

The meeting I had with Susan went really well and I'm so excited that she appointed me as an assistant for Pantera.

Pantera! Can you fucking believe that? I sure as hell can't. Their tour manager needed some extra help so Susan was able to set it up for me and I am so excited. I had already met with Steve Bainbrige just a few days ago and signed a temporary contract with him so that I am able to assist him for the next couple of show dates for Pantera. Type O Negative is also playing a few dates with them as well so at least Kenny will be with me and it won't be so nerve wracking.

The only time I've ever met Phil, Vinny Rex and Dime was when they played a few shows with Soundgarden when Soundgarden was opening for Skid Row. Damn, that seems like such a long time ago. Like another lifetime ago.

This is my first time doing this all on my own and I'm nervous as fuck. I seriously don't want to mess anything up at all. I'm going to try and be confident and professional and not shy and socially awkward just because I'm such a big fan of Pantera. They're playing here at L’Amours tonight so I will get first hand at what it's like to work for Pantera. I'm so fucking excited!

I glance up at the multiple clocks that were lined up on the wall behind the ticket booth indicating what time it was in each time zone, New York showing just passed 4:00PM. I called Kenny earlier this morning letting him know when my flight was in and he said that he was going to meet me here at the terminal. I just hope I hadn't kept him waiting because of this stupid luggage carousel refusing to give me my luggage. After another 10 minutes waiting and it still didn't come out, I walk over to the attendant at the luggage terminal to ask where my luggage was.

"Your luggage ticket number?" The bulky male attendant asks me barely looking up from his computer screen.

"5023" I say a little impatiently. He types a few keys into the computer still not looking at me and starts to shake his head.

"Nothing in the system with that number, what was your flight?" He says still not looking at me.

"Flight 402, the 11:00AM Seattle to New York," I say trying not to sound frustrated. He punches a few more keys and still not one ounce of eye contact. Suddenly I feel a warm hand slide across my lower back under my leather jacket and I glance up and see Kenny looking so freaking amazing in his black button up shirt loosely tucked into his black jeans and leather jacket, his jet black curls flowing passed his shoulders standing beside me.

"Hey babe," He says a little raspy with a cute grin and places a kiss on my temple, his sweet cologne tickling my nostrils perfectly.

Damn he smells so fucking good.

"Hey," I exhale, my frustration diminishing for a few moments.

"Still nothing in the system... last name?" The attendant says to me still not looking up at me.

"Um, Cornell," I clear my throat.

"First name?"

"Andrea," I say and he types some more keys.

"What's going on?" Kenny asks me.

"Trying to pick up my luggage," I say looking up at him as I push my curls out of my eyes.

"I'm sorry there's still nothing here with that ticket number," The attendant says.

"What do you mean?" I ask frustratedly.

"There isn't any luggage with that number," The attendant finally looks up at me but doesn't offer any other expression other than a straight face. I pull out my ticket and show him but he still says that there's no luggage with that number.

"So, what... it's like lost then?" I ask attempting to remain calm but the attendant still offers no sympathy or anything which pisses me off even more especially since he is working a customer service position.

"Did you purchase any insurance?" The attendant asks.

"Well no... but - "

"I'm sorry we can't do anything without insurance," He cuts me off.

"Are you kidding me?" I say as my anger starts to rise.

"Babe, hey... it's alright, Here... let me," Kenny says and moves to the attendant window and talks to the attendant, trying to be sweet at first but as the attendant still shows no empathy or anything, Kenny starts to lose it. As he argues with the attendant I try to pull him back to calm him down.

"It's policy, no insurance, we can't do anything sir,"

"Yea well, fuck your policy!" Kenny exclaims.

"Kenny, hey... let's just go," I say trying to pull him away from the window. He was getting angrier than I was and was starting to create a scene which I don't blame him but I really didn't want to draw any attention.

"Fuck you!" Kenny exclaims as the attendant smirks and shakes his head and I'm eventually able to pull him away from the window.

"I'm sorry babe but what the fuck? He fucking needs to show some remorse or something... like, Jeezus," Kenny says as we walk away.

"It's ok, just... what the fuck am I gonna do now? I only have what I'm wearing right now and a dress in here. All my favorite band shirts and my favorite jeans... and my shoes to go with this dress... fuck me, " I say frustratedly as I look down at my bag slung over my shoulder.

"Hey, it's ok babe... we'll get you something. I've had this happen to me more times than I can count... Just that fucker back there could use some fuckin' customer service training or something," Kenny says which makes me giggle.

He takes my hand in his lacing his fingers through and suddenly he stops us from walking towards the main doors. I glance up at him and he has the most sweetest grin on that boyish clean shaven face of his. His other hand reaches up and cups my face, his thumb brushing across my bottom lip and then presses his lips to mine so soft and gentle, lingering for a few moments as his tongue flicks at my top lip and then he pulls away, touching his forehead to mine. After a few moments we break away from each other as he leads me out of the main doors of the airport.

"C'mon, We'll uh... head to my place," He says.

"Ok,"

Fuck, I've missed him.

*****

A short while later, we arrive at Kenny's apartment, a small one bedroom located in Brooklyn near the lower east side. The building was part of a duplex with his apartment on the upper floor. Once Kenny opens the door, I step inside to see his living room that was attached to the kitchen, scattered with stacked Mesa/Boogie amps and a few of his guitars, a T.V on a small makeshift stand and a stereo record player set up on the opposite side of that, a couch that faced the T.V and a large reading chair to the left with a ton of magazines and scattered papers all over the coffee table and floor. It's such a guys apartment.

It reminds me of the first time I went to Chris's apartment that he shared with Andrew Wood from Mother Love Bone. Chris had it set up the very same way. Guitars and amps all over his room and a string of unfinished lyrics that you could shake a stick at.

"Sorry for the mess, I just hadn't had time to uh, you know... clean," Kenny says immediately walking over and trying to tidy up the papers.

"It's ok," I say and close the door behind me as I watch him try to find where to put everything.

"Kenny it's ok, I don't care really," I giggle as he shoves more papers into a drawer in the coffee table then flips his curls out of his face as he turns to face me.

"You want a drink or somethin'?" He asks so cutely, stepping over a stack of magazines.

"Sure,"

He steps into the kitchen and fumbles around to make some drinks as I set my bag down at the door, take off my jacket, head over to the couch to sit down and glance at some of the papers that were still somewhat scattered around the coffee table. I glance up at Kenny as his back was facing me while making our drinks and then pick up the one piece of paper that caught my attention and read a little bit of it. I didn't mean to be so nosey but I couldn't help it.

"Did you write this?" I ask cutely when he steps back over to me and hands me a Jack and Coke.

"Uh... yea, I did," He says suddenly sounding shy about it as he steps passed my to sit down beside me taking a sip of his beer and turning slightly to face me as I glance down at his scribbling. Funny, how I always thought that Peter was the lyricist and Kenny just came up with the guitar parts.

"You want me to play it for you don't you?" Kenny smirks slyly at me taking another sip of his beer.

"No, no I was just... I mean, not if you don't want to," I say getting a little flustered as he leers at me still. He takes another sip and sets his beer down, then leans over and grabs his acoustic guitar.

"It's not like... completely finished but... well anyways," He says so cutely laying his guitar across his lap and plucks a few strings. I couldn't help but grin a little seeing him get flustered and shy. I shift a little in my spot as I watch him get himself situated, clearing his throat and figuring out how to start. Then he begins to play.

"You give your love to me tonight

You owe your flesh to me for life

You give your body and your mind

I'll fuck your warmth and your lies

My lady..."

He continues to strum and the sound of his voice is so different. I'm used to him singing the small parts when he plays with Peter if Peter can't sing in that range. Here, he sounds so clean but raspy at the same time, with so much emotion that I never thought would come out of him. It's making me feel things that I didn't think I would feel ever again.

"You give your heart I'll treat it right

You bring your flaws I'll give them light

You know I wanna sink deep into you

I'm created to love you and finally lose..."

He trails off and stops but still avoids my eyes and I had no idea what to do for a moment, but then I couldn't help myself. I set my drink down and then immediately move myself over to him take his face him my palms and press those beautiful soft lips to mine. For a moment I could tell that I startled him but then as I started to suck his bottom lip, he moves the guitar from between us never breaking his lips away from mine and responds with his tongue swiping across my bottom lip, his hands immediately going straight to my hips and up under my White Zombie band shirt, to the small of my back and further up.

Suddenly after a few moments, I had to stop myself. I have no idea what came over me or why I started to second guess myself but I needed to stop.

"I can't..." I pull away and he looks at me with those dark eyes completely confused and I don't blame him.

"You can't what?" He asks and I lean my arm on the back of the couch covering my eyes with my palm, forcing myself not to cry. I can feel him still looking at me but I can't bring myself to look at him.

What the serious fuck is happening to me?

"Baby...?" He asks slightly worried moving closer to me. I still couldn't bring myself to say anything and all I could feel was this intense feeling of fear and sadness inside me.

"This is stupid... I'm so stupid... I can't... I just..." I try to explain fumbling over my words and still holding back tears and not letting myself look at him.

"Andi, talk to me... what can't you do?" His voice is calm but still worried as he pulls my hand away from covering my face. I open my eyes to look into his, seeing the worry and concern on his face.

"What are we doing? I mean... what the fuck am I even doing? Fuck I'm not making any fucking sense," I say as I start to get angry at myself.

"Baby... talk to me..." He still looks at me with those eyes and suddenly I let everything out.

I tell him everything. I tell him how I was married to Chris, and that I still am though we are separated and haven't talked to each other since we split, other than breaking out of the contract I signed with Soundgarden which I had to talk to him then but other than that, nothing from him since March. I tell him the reason why we split which was the most difficult thing I could talk about since I haven't been able to talk about it since it happened.

"... we tried for months to have a baby you know? The whole time I thought that there was something wrong with me. Like, my body wasn't working right or something. But, then after so long we just decided if it doesn't happen it's ok. But then it did. I got pregnant and I was so excited..." I say as I look down at myself unable to look him in the eye forcing myself to keep it together.

"What happened?" He asks after a few moments though I think he already knew the answer.

"... I uh... lost the baby. She was um... she wasn't breathing when I delivered... her and..." I trail off fighting the urge to cry and I could see the look on Kenny's face that he could tell how I'm still struggling with losing her.

"...anyways after that Chris and just... fell apart. He started to ignore me and I wasn't any better since I couldn't fucking even get out of bed for like 4 months straight. I tried to make it work once I started feeling better but at that point it was too late. We had already grown so far apart that there was no going back at all. Anytime we talked to each other it just turned into an argument. He just threw himself into Soundgarden and left me alone to fight the horrible pain all by myself..."

I cannot believe I'm letting this all out. There is no way in fucking hell Kenny is going to want me after this. If I were him, I'd be heading straight for the fucking door.

"Jeezus..." Kenny exhales.

"Kenny... I'm so fucked up," I say looking away and trying to stop the tears from coming out. He reaches up and cups my face in his palm, brushing away a stray tear that rolled down my cheek.

"No... no you're not fucked up," Kenny says looking at me with those dark eyes.

"I have no idea why you even want to have anything to do with me... I mean, I'm pretty much like damaged goods here," I say looking back down at myself.

"Andi... I don't know if you've figured this out yet though I thought you would've got the hint from that song, but... I'm fucking in love with you so... if you're fucked up then I'm fucked up too,"

I flick my eyes back to his in complete disbelief. I had no idea what to even say but I also wasn't sure I heard him right.

"What?" I ask quietly.

"I love you,"

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Avicii TIM - 1st Impressions

before the album: ready to listen to what will be my favorite album of the decade. I feel weird trying to rate my reactions 1-5 like normal because I think everything will be 5 stars so I'm just going to give first impressions without ratings. also, I think SOS & Tough Love are masterpieces but I can't give 1st impressions because I've listened to them thousands of times already.

peace of mind: the relatable lyrics begin here. "Dear society you're moving too fast for me." I love the fast-paced chanty vibes (almost like belly dance speed?) BUT the bridge which sounds classic rockish? DAMNNNN THAT'S AMAZING Avicii is so good at song's length and pacing. probably that electronic music songwriting base.

Heaven: Chris Martin's voice is incredibly unique and recognizable. so it's a testament to Avicii's songwriting that this doesn't sound like a Coldplay song. I think it's gusty for his family to keep a song that says "I think I just died and went to heaven" on a posthumous album. But my interpretation is that it's about finding heaven on earth so you don't want to die and a reminder that you don't have to die to find it. in another artist's hands, this could have been a lot less earnest of a song playing off the hyperbole of the language but instead, it's just an honest celebration of reaching that kind of happiness where you mean those words 100%. and I just love the music. it just makes you want to dance.

Bad Reputation: For some reason, I did not expect tropical pop vibes on this album and I love that it makes an appearance. The balance between the verses and chorus always sounds best on Avicii's songs for some reason compared to other similar songs in the genre.

Ain't A Thing: this is just electronic music bliss right now. an actual massage to the ears. this is giving me serotonin boosts. then it fits into the super sentimental classic genre of "when the last records on" which is one of my favorite song tropes. (Also, when he says yeaaah it makes me think of One Direction which cracks me up).

Hold the Line: apparently, this song features A R I Z O N A that's a rock/electropop from new jersey. I hear slight vampire weekend-esque influence here. the drop reminds me of fucking Ratatat which makes me smile. Okay now I'm listening closer to the lyrics and this song is really intense and dark in context of what happened. I hope people really hold to this one. this is the type of lyrics people get tattooed.

Freak: knew this album was going to be depressing even though the music fills my soul, whether Avicii wrote the lyrics personally or not he nurtures that honest soul-crushing stuff obviously because he lived it. There's a line in this that reminds me of Skinny Love by Bon Iver, "And I told you I'd be different, and I told you I was wild" // "And I told you to be patient, And I told you to be kind." I love that the message of this song isn't the typical (sometimes empty) pop song anthem of "it's awesome to be freaks!" I embraced that genre during my teen years but after a while, it can get tedious. Instead, this one is a little more defensive and I like it.

Excuse Me Sir: The only thing that's keeping me from being really depressed about this being Avicii's last album is that all the collaborators are still around. So much talent. Damn this one is kinda funky. Why am I low key getting Twenty One Pilots vibes I was not expecting this. There's something nerdy about this but also cowboy? 90s?

I love that electronic music (and hip hop) straight up just (legally) take from other songs so it's just a remix. Can't wait to dissect everything was sampled and interpolated in this album. Do people need to pay the spice girls every time they said "really really" in a song? Probably not but that'd be hilarious.

Heart Upon My Sleeve: Opening guitar is up my alley = yes. Admittedly, I'm not a huge Imagine Dragons enthusiast so this is the first one where I'm not 100% in love with the singing BUT wtf is up with this theatrically it sounds more like Journey and I'm intrigued. Why am I getting the Who vibes as well? Those drums though like we're stuck in an 80s dream/ nightmare. This is the first one that isn't quite my style but I'm still happy it's here. But I respect the full-on band collaboration. It is an Avicii & Imagine Dragons song and it shows. Watch this one grow on me.

Fades Away: I hate that this is the last song (just because that mean it's over). It sounds like a total last song. That tempo. It's even called Fades Away. Still with that larger than life feeling. I love how unifying his songs are there's a lot of "we." Perfect song for the end.

After listening thoughts: Long Live Avicii. This really is my favorite new album of the decade. Sincerely hope everyone who's hurting finds comfort in this music and ultimately take a different path than its artist. This is a gift from both Tim & everyone he left behind. Remember that everyone misses him and would rather have him here...his dying didn't create this music. Living did. And the living finished it. Stay safe everyone and stay here for as long as you can.